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Since receiving that call from the old voice again, Autumn Wind has been in a daze.
Qiu Ruolan mistakenly thought that her mental depression was due to amnesia and the miscarriage.
So she sought help from a psychological expert for counseling. After several sessions, the Psychologist seriously told Qiu Ruolan that it wouldn't be easy to open up Autumn Wind's new heart. He suggested that Qiu Ruolan take Autumn Wind out for more outdoor activities.
Thus, Qiu Ruolan canceled all her work and focused on accompanying Autumn Wind between the gym and the Massage Parlor, even taking her to various High-End Gatherings every few days.
However, the better Qiu Ruolan treated Autumn Wind, the stronger the unease in Autumn Wind's heart became. Every time she lay on that narrow massage table, the old voice would echo in her ears repeatedly, reminding her to seek revenge.
From initial rejection to later acceptance, Autumn Wind eventually began searching for the evidence mentioned by the old voice. Was it hidden in Qiu Ruolan's Safe?
To prevent stretch marks on Autumn Wind's abdomen, Qiu Ruolan specifically instructed the Masseur to perform abdominal massages on her.
Lying on the bed, Autumn Wind glanced sideways at Qiu Ruolan on another bed. Her eyes were slightly closed as the Masseur diligently massaged her face.
Yet her hand tightly gripped a delicate leather bag, which was Qiu Ruolan's purse for carrying valuables. Autumn Wind vaguely remembered that the key to the safe seemed to be inside it.
Such caution must mean there was something important.
"She is the murderer of your parents. If you don't avenge them and live with this woman, can you face them?"
The old voice echoed in Autumn Wind's ears again, coiling around her like a giant python, tightening its grip until she could hardly breathe.
With a gaping maw ready to swallow her whole, it seemed that in just one more second, she would be consumed.
Autumn Wind took a deep breath and decided that before being devoured, she needed to uncover the secret behind that old voice.
Qiu Ruolan still insisted on personally preparing Shandong Cuisine for Autumn Wind every evening. She still liked to pour a lot of soy sauce and add plenty of seasonings, with the exhaust fan roaring and smoke drifting into the living room.
Autumn Wind leaned against the refrigerator, smiling a bit forcedly. Qiu Ruolan had finished marinating the chicken legs, and Sister Liu went in to serve from the kitchen.
She looked up and made eye contact with Autumn Wind, noticing that Autumn Wind was smiling at her. "What? Don't you believe I cook well?" She cleaned the pot and picked up the prepared Carp. "I'm making fish for you now, just watch my skills!"
Autumn Wind smiled dismissively as she watched Qiu Ruolan pour a lot of olive oil into the pot. Her throat tightened, and words slipped out, "Did you see Guan Xiu on this trip back?"
Qiu Ruolan's previously smooth movements suddenly became hurried, like a stuck record. The spatula paused in mid-air before she remembered to stir-fry. "You, why are you asking about this…"
"Nothing, I just suddenly thought of him…" Autumn Wind moved away from the refrigerator and stepped closer to stand behind Qiu Ruolan. "About my Guan Xiu? What kind of person was he? What did he do? And also…" She paused slightly, her red lips parting, "And how did he die!"
Qiu Ruolan's whole body trembled suddenly, as if struck by something, frozen in place.
Autumn Wind noticed Qiu Ruolan's shock and continued to press, "Like who killed him or why he died!"
Under Autumn Wind's questioning, Qiu Ruolan finally reacted. The Yuyin in the pot had burned because she hadn't checked it in time. As she turned off the heat, she hurriedly came out, saying, "Ah, my fish… Why are you suddenly asking this? Really, my fish is ruined! Cough cough, so much smoke! Autumn Wind, hurry outside!"
Qiu Ruolan showed no intention of answering Autumn Wind's questions and quickly changed the subject while pushing Autumn Wind out of the kitchen. "Sister Liu, come help me! Autumn Wind, you go outside first; it's so choking!"
Autumn Wind allowed herself to be pushed out of the kitchen while Sister Liu entered and closed the kitchen door, clattering around to help Qiu Ruolan.
Leaning against the cold wall, Autumn Wind recalled Qiu Ruolan's earlier behavior. Undoubtedly, there was something suspicious about Guan Xiu's death.
She paced over to the sofa and sank heavily onto it. Was everything real? Qiu Ruolan's daze had revealed all the questions. Autumn Wind buried her hands in her hair and lowered her head in pain.
A heavy stone pressed down on Autumn Wind's chest, making it hard for her to breathe. She lowered her head in thought for a moment, then raised it to look at the study in the corner of the second floor.
Sounds of clattering came from the kitchen; Qiu Ruolan was still "dueling" with that fish. Her bag should be in the bedroom, so the key to Safe must also be there...
Thinking of this, Autumn Wind bit her lower lip, stood up, and walked toward the stairs. However, just as she reached the stairway and her hand touched the railing, a "ding-dong" sound came from the door. Autumn Wind stopped in her tracks and looked toward the entrance. Old Liu suddenly appeared from nowhere, quickly walking to the door and opening it.
As Old Liu opened the door, Autumn Wind turned to look outside. It was already dark outside; who could it be at this hour?
A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking refined asked, "Excuse me, is this Autumn Mansion?"
"Yes, may I ask who you are..." Old Liu sized up the man at the door, having never seen him before, and inquired.
The man respectfully handed Old Liu a business card. "Hello, I am Wen Zhibing from HK Group. Here is my business card. May I ask if Autumn Wind or Sister Qiu is here?"
Upon hearing that he was from HK Group, Old Liu immediately understood. Qiu Ruolan had reminded him long ago that someone from HK Group would be visiting their home soon.
Old Liu felt a bit uncomfortable; why didn't they call ahead? Coming unannounced at this hour seemed rather hasty. A displeased expression appeared on his face.
He quickly remembered that Qiu Ruolan had ordered the phone to be removed, so he apologized and invited Wen Zhibing into the living room.
As soon as they entered the living room, Old Liu saw Autumn Wind standing at the foot of the stairs. He hurried over to her and whispered, "Sister Qiu, someone from HK has come to visit you!"
"Visit me?" Autumn Wind found it hard to believe.
"Yes... please come this way!" Old Liu gestured for her to follow. To highlight Autumn Wind's status in front of the guest, he bent down particularly low.
"This is our elder sister, and this is HK Group's..." Old Liu helped with the introduction but suddenly remembered that he hadn't checked Wen Zhibing's title, awkwardly pausing.
"Hello, Sister Qiu, I am responsible for this group's Board of Directors, Wen Zhibing..." Wen Zhibing stood up, hands clasped together, respectfully.
Autumn Wind nodded slightly at him, signaling Wen Zhibing to sit down. She also gently sat on the edge of the sofa, sitting up straight like an ancient noble lady. "Why are you coming so late? Is there something going on?"
"I apologize for coming suddenly. The thing is, we are about to hold our annual shareholders' meeting, and since I have inherited Mr. Qiu's shares, I hope you can join us for our memories..."
Before Wen Zhibing could finish his sentence, a loud noise from the kitchen interrupted him with sounds of "crackling" and "clanging."
"..."
Autumn Wind stood up and looked towards the kitchen, where Qiu Ruolan rushed out. "Ah, I can't stand it! So much smoke!"
The light yellow long dress she was wearing had become a bit gray from the oil smoke, her hair was disheveled, and her face was smeared with some dark substance.
"What happened to you?" Autumn Wind approached to ask but couldn't help but laugh at her appearance. "Haha, are you cooking fish or is the fish cooking you?"
"Don't mention it! I wanted to create an authentic Shandong Cuisine for you and didn't care about my image at all. I'm done; I can't do it anymore. I'll leave it to Sister Liu!" Qiu Ruolan said with her hands on her hips, fuming.
Her gaze shifted as she noticed Wen Zhibing sitting in front of the sofa and asked, "Are there guests?"
"Yes, it's for the HK Group's Shareholders Meeting," Autumn Wind stopped laughing, a wave of sadness washing over her as she quickly regained her composure.
She glanced sideways at Wen Zhibing, then leaned closer to Qiu Ruolan, lowering her voice. "He invited me to join!"
Wen Zhibing had never seen Qiu Ruolan like this before; the "goddess" on screen had turned into a "goddess with quirks." He felt both surprised and a bit disappointed. He stood up from the sofa. "Sister Qiu, hello! I'm your fan! Are you cooking yourself?"
Qiu Ruolan suddenly realized that her current appearance was damaging to her image. The hands that had just been on her hips fell to her sides, and her expression became stiff. Her mouth trembled slightly as she awkwardly smiled, "I'm just experiencing life. You all continue chatting; I'll go change my clothes first!"
With that, she turned and dashed upstairs at a sprinting speed.
Wen Zhibing, who had already been stunned, watched Qiu Ruolan move quickly like a monkey, and his mouth fell open in shock.
"Alright, stop thinking about other things. Let's get down to business!" Autumn Wind clapped her hands, interrupting Wen Zhibing's gaze at Qiu Ruolan.
"Yes, um..." Wen Zhibing refocused his attention and gently cleared his throat. He took out a light blue folder from his briefcase.
"Sister Qiu, this is the information for our meeting tomorrow. Please take a good look..." Wen Zhibing's voice was soft as he spoke for a long time, making Autumn Wind's head buzz.
Aside from remembering that she needed to attend the group meeting tomorrow, Autumn Wind didn't retain any other information. She simply nodded perfunctorily and instructed Old Liu to see the guests out.
Every time Wen Zhibing mentioned "HK Group," Autumn Wind couldn't help but think of Qiu Mowen, and her heart felt as if it were being pricked by countless needles.
Unable to endure this torment, Autumn Wind left the living room before Wen Zhibing could get up from the sofa and ran into her bedroom. "Sister Liu, I don't want to eat dinner tonight!"
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